Description: An older man who wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, he is not a threatening figure. His long brown fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1800 gp. Eye agate (8 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is brown and curly. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Morkral never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. He wears his lavender fur down. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines copper.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Stylist.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has wavy chestnut hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Caeldrim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Ogg never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.